2003 PVM Camp @ dunf.com

(MORE PICTURES TO COME SOON)

Monday, July 21, 2003:

At this point, there are no pictures available to use for the camp part of dunf.com. In the near future, there should be some available and posted. Checking back frequently is not recommended.

Saturday was an interesting day. I met Scooby Doo and his girlfriend. They were walking by the picnic area for groups who were eating the Kings Island lunch special for large groups. I do have a picture, so look for it in one of those ridiculous magazines found in (probably) any grocery store checkout aisle.

It is nice to be back at camp, but it’s definitely different when not starting the summer here. I feel like I should be staring at 2 computer screens during the day rather than moving around, and waking up at 7:30am in the morning felt like sleeping in today. I definitely do appreciate Debbie’s camp food, and the free seconds, not to mention free firsts. The theme for this summer is super heroes, and the Sunday night intro, was cool. It was action packed with several fighting sequences going on all at once. Superman ended up running off with a bomb, because they didn’t defuse it in time. Superman is one of my roommates in Teepee #1 this week.

Tuesday, July 22, 2003

I’m guessing that someone noticed that I still have trouble with writing/typing that it’s 2003, and not 2002 now. I had Monday’s date as 2002, up until now, but it’s ok now.

I forgot to mention that my alarm clock yesterday was a thunderstorm. There’s nothing like the sound of a thunderstorm in the woods when sleeping in an oversized tent. This morning, I only had my battery-powered alarm clock, which doesn’t always work correctly, but it did today.

My day included some horseback riding. I didn’t bring any jeans, so I had to borrow some from a friend of mine, and since he let me select the ones I wanted, I went with the overalls. A picture will be posted, but maybe not during the week. I don’t want to make any promises. I enjoyed riding a horse again, but Aaron (my horse on Tuesday) was not the most comfortable horse when he started trotting. There’s no comfortable way to bounce up and down on a saddle, but there are more and less comfortable ways than others.

I took part in Tuesday night’s program. My friend who lent me the overalls was Spiderman, and I got to fight him. It wasn’t the average fight scene though, because we were thumb wrestling the whole time. Use your imagination, and then let out a laugh or two.

The night basically ended for me with a burn under my foot. Sparklers indoors is not a great idea, especially with carpet, and hands that do not hold onto the little light shows. Unfortunately, I had a close view, and one of the sparks went under my foot as I placed it down on the carpet, and I was rewarded with a small burn under my left foot. I think I’ll survive though, but now I know that when I’m thinking, “Are you sure it’s a good idea to light those inside here?” that I should let those same thoughts come out of my mouth, too.

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

The day started off well. I accepted all five 4-oz. Containers of orange juice Wednesday morning at breakfast. Orange Juice in the morning is usually about as regular of a habit as coffee for coffee drinkers. This did not completely make up for the little trick that seemed to target me; the Cheerios were not Honey Nut Cheerios, but regular bland tasteless Cheerios, and the milk tasted like whole milk instead of 2% or lower. The Orange Juice was good though, so that’s the important part of this paragraph.

I’ve been helping out the drama camp in the mornings, and I guess they think I am quite the character. For lunchtime, we were assigned a character personality to portray until lunch was over, and mine was “14 year-old dweeb.” Apparently, I had a good enough imagination to create a believable young high school-aged dweeb.

It’s a good thing that I gave blood last week, because the mosquitoes by the outdoor rock-climbing wall in the woods were horrible. My chance of having West Nile Virus may have increased significantly from the exposure to all the thirsty little pests. I was helping replace some of the handholds on the wall, and then got to belay (belay means to control the rope attached to their waste for safe climbing) 3 campers while the climbed the wall.

I got to finally play basketball with the regular kids who mostly have parents who work here. There is one family with 5 different sons who I’ve played with before over the years. One of those kids, who is probably 17 years old now, didn’t miss many shots at all today, until the last game, but he still shot really well in the last game. It was fun, and the rim leans forward a little, so it’s nice have a rim that’s a little more dunk-friendly between games.

It rained a little, and it’s actually after 12:30am on Thursday right now, but I’d like to find a wet hill, and use it as a natural slip-n-slide, but I don’t know if I will be able to find another willing participant…..

Thursday, July 24, 2003,

There was no wet grass slip-n-slide. It was too cold and late when I walked outside. I completely lost my motivation.

On the bright side of camp, there were breakfast burritos and French toast sticks Thursday morning for breakfast. It was my first meal going back for thirds this summer, which put a damper on eating a lot for lunch, but it was ok, since I was a clown anyway. For drama camp, they brought in clowns today, and we all were face painted, and set in the role of clowns. We also wore this lovely makeup during lunch, which made it a little less enjoyable to eat; I’ve never been one to enjoy seeing red face paint on my sandwich after biting into it. I’ve never desired to be a clown, but it was fun, especially giggling like Barney for no good reason. It’s also interesting how some people just don’t like clowns.

All the superheroes got beat up today. It was wonderful. They aren’t as tough as they usually appear to be, and now everyone knows it. I’d like to add that I didn’t get beat up today, so I might be better than a superhero.

http://www.pvmcamp.com is the official website for this camp.